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Archeology, Thursday

As the students walked into the Danger Room today they'd probably notice the stall of white horses in front of them.

They might also notice a convoy of trucks driving away with Nazi emblems on it.

"Sometimes when you find an object of historical value, you get to keep it and put it in a museum," Indiana said with a grin. "Other times someone else wants that artifact more than you."

He pointed at the trucks. "So if you want it back? You'll need to get it yourself. Mount up!"

[OCD is up]

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Shilo was excited about finally getting the chance to ride a horse, so she was onto her horse as fast as possible and off after the truck.

All the while clinging to her hair.

As Shilo's horse got closer to the convoy, she might notice that the last van in question had a large box.

And also several soldiers holding guns and pointing at her.

Shilo looked panicked for a moment, and then looked over at Dr. Jones. "What do I do?" she screamed.

"I don't know!" Indy shouted back. "I usually make it up as I go along!"

And realizing he probably should offer some teacherly advice.

"Get up on the side of the truck!" he added. "And in your saddle back you'll find a gun and a whip!"

Shilo grabbed the gun and whip first, and then flung herself at the truck. Miraculously, she found a spot she could cling to.

Opting for the completely unorthodox route, she used the whip to tie herself to a bar on the side of the truck, and then climbed to the back where she began shooting Nazis.

The Nazis were a bit surprised by ~~the sudden appearance of Glinda~~ the tactic. Two of them died immediately (Of bullet wounds. Not surprise) while the other two fired back at Shilo.

~~What, other teachers don't normally poof in to help students? Heee.~~ As the two remaining Nazis began firing on her, Shilo swung back around to the side of the truck, trying to calm herself down. "It's just a sim, it's just a sim, go fight back, it's just a sim-!"

She peeked around, and continued firing.

The remaining soldiers fell to the ground dead.

The only thing remaining was the large box in the back of the truck.

Oh, and the fact that the truck was still moving.

Shilo looked from the box, to her horse ~~which the mun is assuming is still running along beside the truck~~, to the front of the truck. She cursed, and then began climbing along the side of the truck, hoping that her whip-tether would reach the cab so she could take care of the driver.

The whip/tether certainly did reach though the drive might see her coming in the side view mirror.

Shilo noticed herself in the mirror, and tried to shoot the mirror off.

And in spectacular bang the mirror shattered.

Which of course means that Shilo will have seven years of bad luck. If you believe that sort of thing.

Shilo wondered why the driver hadn't reacted to the mirror breaking, but put her hand on the door's handle and yanked anyways.

Well the driver had reacted.

That's why there was a gun pointed at the door.

Shilo uttered something awfully rude about what the driver enjoyed doing with his mother, and fired as quickly as she could, aiming to disarm rather than kill.

The driver's shoulder exploded in blood. Swearing he immediately let go of the steering wheel and grabbed his shoulder.

So really now there was no one driving the truck.

Shilo grabbed the wheel with one hand and began untying her "tether" with the other. As soon as she was freed from the whip, she climbed in and started to try and turn the truck around.

"I know you don't understand a word out of my mouth," she snapped at the driver, "but so help me, I will deck you if you do not shut up!"

The driver shouted something in German. Possibly calling Shilo names. Possibly yelling about his arm. Quite Possibly asking for pudding.

Though that last one wasn't very likely.

Shilo slammed on the brakes, and if the German's face hadn't bounced off the dashboard, then by God she was going to do her best to at least split his lip.

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